Jon woke up the next morning and immediately grabbed for what he thought was his stone. He felt restless, like even while he was sleeping he'd been anxious to make wishes. He'd been able to contain himself until yesterday, but now that someone else knew about the stone, even if it was just Karyn, the whole thing was just so much more exciting. What he didn't realize was that he was really holding the Bratty Stone.
"I wish I had a forty-inch plasma TV instead of my old clunker," Jon said. His television doubled in width and shrunk in depth by almost its entire body, but something else changed, because the closest person to him was...
